Some Washington/Hamilton
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aliunde_recsThe Ever-Favorite Object of My Heart
By Aidennestorm
Info: Hamilton, Washington/Hamilton, 952 Words, Teen+
Summary: “You may think me foolish, but I would not be the only man to willingly kneel before you.”
Notes: So much feeling in this little fic, I love it. I would happily read so much more of this, but the snapshot is a wonderful standalone.
(Untitled) by Malapertqueen
Info: Hamilton, Washington/Hamilton, 1000 Words, General Audiences
Summary: exes meeting again after not speaking for years au
Notes: This is just plain lovely.
(Untitled) by Malapertqueen
Info: Hamilton, Washington/Hamilton, 400 Words, Teen+
Summary: “Mr. Washington? I’m Alexander Hamilton.” Hamilton is maybe twenty-one or twenty-two, dark haired and a wiry build that looks like he could maybe do with a good meal or two. But there’s something about the way he looks at George, half-smirking and so obviously trying to use bravado to hide his anxiety, that George finds oddly reassuring.
Notes: There are not words for how much I want this gorgeous little snippet to be a long fic. Who do I have to bribe seriously, I need it.
By Aidennestorm
Info: Hamilton, Washington/Hamilton, 952 Words, Teen+
Summary: “You may think me foolish, but I would not be the only man to willingly kneel before you.”
Notes: So much feeling in this little fic, I love it. I would happily read so much more of this, but the snapshot is a wonderful standalone.
(Untitled) by Malapertqueen
Info: Hamilton, Washington/Hamilton, 1000 Words, General Audiences
Summary: exes meeting again after not speaking for years au
Notes: This is just plain lovely.
(Untitled) by Malapertqueen
Info: Hamilton, Washington/Hamilton, 400 Words, Teen+
Summary: “Mr. Washington? I’m Alexander Hamilton.” Hamilton is maybe twenty-one or twenty-two, dark haired and a wiry build that looks like he could maybe do with a good meal or two. But there’s something about the way he looks at George, half-smirking and so obviously trying to use bravado to hide his anxiety, that George finds oddly reassuring.
Notes: There are not words for how much I want this gorgeous little snippet to be a long fic. Who do I have to bribe seriously, I need it.
